Behold the great tome reader and here is a link to the book I am reading. Just to have it put out here as well.

First part: https://youtu.be/UUoJgD8GBQU

Second part: https://youtu.be/Mqqire-nc_k

Thank you if you took the time to listen and also thank you for even just looking quickly at them. I will have about 6 more hours to do. The book is of decent length and has become quite the enthralling tale so far. However I must also take this time to be of written word and not the spoken. Just as I always want this place to be.

So the day moves along as if the cosmic tides are still coming into shore bringing us gifts of the great depths of the ocean of stars. Forgiven is the times we spent thinking we are the creatures to dictate the twisted nebulas to be contributed to one of our makeshift gods. As in great movements in the stars are but a flicker of light we take centuries to notice. A dim and barley notice twinkle of a far off and unknown source, that was the death of a species that is of greater means then any human could ever think of. The elimination of a culture that has figured out the transitionary quantum mechanics of the universe, have bound to the stars and came back home and reported great adventures of great hope and death. All to burn up in a flicker of light in our eyes, but the devastation of a unknown black hole that quickly took all the innovation of millions of creatures over millions of years. From replicators to end all needs of all breathing life, to the ability to cure all disease and pain with but a ointment, to have the perfect child to each parent though gene manipulations. To the very means to live forever or die when chosen to die. All taken by the absolute eraser of creation, all taken in and forgotten as the hawking radiation is not even containing the very genetic material that they even ever existed. Perfection erased by chance.

This to mean that we are part of a system that is not kind or cruel, just is. For the fear that so many has felt do to the realized meaninglessness of life and all its creations. To have the mind set that a thing in the uncontrollable collective of stars and planets, black holes and neutron starts. All things that are but a slight shift in direction to our erasure of our existence, in all that is us. The very atomic structure of our beings and all time that has pasted will be reduced to a set of unresolvable torn universal structure.

It is what is, what is, is what will remove us. If you think a god is devout to us with what we know of physical realm is much like the god Gor faced, from the movies obviously, a pittance to the creatures that worship it. As stated, All things that worship him will die, have died, and yet more will come, either from the means of a gods hand to create its own servants. Or curiosity of another and more travesty base planets to watch as they toil for the acceptance of a being far beyond them. That or kill in the name of such a creature to be enthused by the sacrifices of life just to perhaps see their unseen ruler. Then boredom would be the end of that system, end of all the knowledge and all the thought.

What I mean to travers to your mind and thoughts, I wish not to hold the answers that all things are not just by a god we created, a creature of great benevolence. Nothing extra ordinary of this being, just time, time to become greater then us through the trials of evolution. Ants are not bound to worship us, a creature controlling all the aspects of home, life, death and desire. We see them as nothing, a factory set unit to live in a chemically induced work ship with each other. I fail to see the differences in the overall difference of means. We may not be induced by chemicals, but fears of death and disease. To sacrament we give so much in a non physical ideal that is not but the same as a ant to a queen. Not knowing why, not knowing the source, not knowing the means and not knowing if its right. Just toiling away at what we have perceived to be right.

Who knows I may be a crazy old ginger with no real sense of the world. I am happy to just think of such things.

Much love

Until next time

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.